Back in May 2016, NCT Wolverhampton approached me to write a blog. A blog about parenting no less, but from a Dad’s perspective. Blimey.
Why they chose to do this is anyone’s guess. But, nevertheless, the call was made. After leaving it go to the voicemail a few times, I put my people in touch with their people, arranged for the envelope of used-oncers to be exchanged in the car park of Stafford Services, and I duly accepted.
They had no idea what what would follow once I started cobbling together the jumbled snippets of stuff from the last few years and fishing them out of my head. Coincidentally, neither did I. For those interested, it all started here.
Eight months on, I’m still not sure. Hopefully they are pleased with, or at least not too alarmed with, the results. Or at least remember that the blog is still here. Nobody has told me to stop so I’m guessing so.
To clarify. All thoughts, opinions, and so on expressed on these virtual pages are very much my own and are not necessarily (lets face it, more than likely not) those of the NCT, Wolverhampton or otherwise. As is the content, just in case a six figure book advance starts getting waved around at the end of year one. (I kept the email confirming this, suckers!)
“Babysitting The Kids” is intended to be mostly light-hearted, occasionally slightly over-exaggerated, and is more than a little tongue in cheek at times. Sometimes it can be more serious, but above all the words are pretty much as honest as they can be. Probably.
I would love to receive comments, feedback, awards, offers of work, etc. so please feel free to let your fingers loose in the comments box. If there’s any subject that you wish me to try to cover, again, please let me know. I can’t promise that it will be any good, but I like a challenge.
Paul – January 2017